All language subtitles for Law & Order s18e14 Burn Card.eng

NARRATOR:
In the criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

He's slipping.

Okay,
so watch the bumps.

His ass is barely touching
the seat as it is.

Hold his head up so the
lady can see his face.

Hey! Something wrong with
your friend, fellows?

Oh, no sir, Officer, bit too
much to drink, that's all.

And that's why you're taking
him into a liquor store.

Well, he said that we could use his credit
card, but they check pictures here.

I... I didn't want to do
nothing illegal.

Sir?

Stone cold.
He's dead.

Oh, my God,
he's gone?

My partner looks out the
window, and he says,

"Are they pushing a body
down the street?"

Dumb and Dumber over here
found him in this alley,

decided to use the guy's
credit card to buy booze.

They didn't happen to mention
if they shot the guy?

No weapon on them. These two
couldn't hold a gun straight anyway.

Just found the, uh, ViC'S
wallet in their pocket.

John Singer, age 33,
lives over in Brooklyn,

sells real estate in Prospect Heights.
Thanks.

Hold on a minute.
Where you been, Lupes?

Oh, I got delayed out the door.
Sorry.

You ask me,
that dog owns you.

Beats getting another rug.
You buy their story?

Yeah. They were minding
their own business,

they found a body
with a bullet in it.

It happens every day.
It's back here.

Got some blood.
It's a shell from a .380.

Look at this, last call was at 10:04 p.m.
from someone named Angela.

Wife?

Or widow.

We weren't married.

I just moved in
with John.

This is so weird.

Do you know what he might have been
doing in Spanish Harlem last night?

No. He went to Manhattan, but to
Midtown, to referee a basketball game.

I thought he was
in real estate.

He refereed college games,
part-time.

Can you think of anybody that
would want to hurt him?

No.

But... I don't know how
well I really knew him.

He would stay out late. He
wouldn't tell me where he'd been.

Did you ever ask him?

He said he just
needed time to himself.

He called me last night
after the game.

I took that as progress.

LUPO: What'd he say?

He was going out for a drink
with a friend from the game,

uh, the equipment manager,

uh, Daniel Hoyte.

Yeah,
I invited him out.

Tuesdays is
$10 lap dances

and all-you-can-eat
buffalo wings.

Well, that's
hard to pass up.

Especially after
a game like last night,

super close,
fans were going crazy.

Every call Singer made he had drunk
college kids screaming he's a bum.

So why didn't he
go with you?

He said
he was going home.

You know, brand-new
girlfriend waiting.

He kept her waiting. She thought
he was stepping out on her.

LUPO:
What do you think?

Well, couple of times last month he gave
one of his seats to this, uh, redhead,

jeans so tight she
could barely sit down.

Eh, they waved
to each other.

You get her name?

Nah, he said she was
a real estate client.

If he had a woman on the
side he must've called her.

Well, he sold real estate, so he
made about a hundred calls a day.

It's going to take us a while
to run through these LUDS.

Hey, how about this, from his
credit card bill two months ago?

He was hitting a restaurant two or
three nights a week on Lex at 98th.

It's way off
his usual track.

(LAUGHING)

What? The Four
Cousins Coffee Shop?

That's like myjunior high school cafeteria.
It's not exactly romantic.

Yeah, well, maybe the romance
happened after they ate.

You got to get them
in the mood, bro.

A Western egg sandwich
ain't gonna cut it.

I don't know, some women
appreciate a down-home style.

Lex and 98th, you know, that's not
far from where he got killed.

Find out who he was
meeting, and by the way,

if either one of you ever want
to take me out, I choose him.

SYLVIA: This is awful.

John?

LUPO: We're sorry.

God.

A waitress from a coffee shop said you
spent time with him there, a lot.

I knew John from G.A.

Gamblers Anonymous?

You know those fun poker
games you see on TV?

When you're selling your mother's
jewelry to cover your losses,

it's not so much fun
anymore.

John was my sponsor. He knew
what I was going through.

He ref'd basketball games. That's a lot
of temptation for a guy with a problem.

He bet on sports, but never basketball.
He told me.

Okay. So, uh, how was
he doing lately?

I hadn't seen him
for awhile.

He'd stopped
going to meetings.

That's not
a good sign, is it?

So he was helping her, but
falling back into it himself.

It's a hard habit
to break, man.

He told her he never bet on basketball.
What do you think?

I think he knew
people who did.

Those phone numbers,
the LUDS?

Run 'em against
bookies, right?

Yeah.

Look, maybe I take a wager or two,
but not for Singer, and not lately.

The guy was officially
dead to me.

You know, last time he bet
with me, some guy came around

and said he was garnishing
Singer's winnings.

He said that
Singer owed him money.

I said I would have to
check with Singer.

He said he would have to kick my ass and
clean my pockets out, which he did.

Okay. And trouble like this
I just don't need. Okay?

Now, when was this?

I don't know,
a couple of weeks ago.

So I can't say I was totally
surprised about last night.

What, do you mean,
about Singer getting killed?

No, the game Singer ref'd
before he got killed.

What about it?

There was something hinky
about the action.

There was way too much
money on Saint Anselm's.

You're saying Singer promised to
fix the game, but didn't deliver?

Promised someone
he owed money to.

The dude that said Singer owed
him money, what'd he look like?

(CHUCKLES)

No, no, I'm sorry, guys, but I do
not need a return visit from him,

thank you very much.

Hey, you don't want a return
visit from us, either.

He was a black guy
with blond hair.

You're not
taking us seriously?

No, really!
I'm being serious.

It was dyed blond, okay?

Did you get a name?

You know, as he was kicking
in my teeth, I forgot to ask.

Okay, let's go look at some pictures.
Come on.

ED: Hey! Well, either the fix
was in or Singer was blind.

Things got away from him when East
State got hot in the fourth quarter.

He could ignore fouls
by Saint Anselm's,

but he couldn't shoot
baskets for them.

Any luck with the ID?
CHIARELLA: No.

And I'm hungry.

Call me if you
get something.

Whoa, wait a minute.
Detectives?

Is that him?

Um, no. They just look a lot
alike, the cauliflower ear.

You just remembered the guy
has a cauliflower ear?

Sue me.

LUPO: Maybe we hit up
a few bookies.

Blond black guy,
cauliflower ear.

You know what? Mr. Lucky's got
some more photos to look at.

I'm going to jump back
into this in the morning.

You bailing?

Yeah, I've got a friend in the hospital.
I promised I'd come and visit.

All right. Sure.

I'll put out a Finest Message
with the suspect's description.

I'll see you
in the morning.

I'm out here at your request.
It's now or never.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Lupo.

I'm on my way.
Let's go.

You the guy
who called?

Yeah, Detective Johnson.
How you doing?

Where are we?

That storefront's
aniHegal gambling club.

I'm guessing that's where
he was coming from.

I found him with a .380 in
his hand, one round fired.

All right.

Yeah, that'd be our guy, dyed
blond hair, cauliflower ear.

You make an ID?

Reginald Whitby,
known as Bunny.

Bunny.
You got the shooter?

He's right there.

How are you doing?

Uh, I'm okay.

I was standing
right here.

He was over there.

He fired,
I had to defend myself.

Uptown, by yourself.
Did you know about this?

No.

Work the scene. Nothing
gets missed, am I clear?

Sergeant Gregory Cole, Detective
Kevin Bernard, Internal Affairs.

I understand the patrol supervisor
already took your weapon?

Yeah.

The victim has one big
hole in him over there.

How many shots
did you fire?

Two.

Detective Green's not answering questions
until he consults his union attorney.

We're just making
conversation, Lieutenant.

There's no need to get
our hackles up.

You can speak to him after he submits
his Firearms Discharge Report.

And we will.

So, your statement says that you happened
to know about this gambling club uptown.

That's right.

And that you happened to know
that Mr. Whitby, Bunny,

occasionally visited
this establishment.

Uh, I thought somebody might know where
he was. I didn't expect to see him.

So it was all
just a happy coincidence?

I don't know about
the happy part.

BERNARD: Why wasn't
your partner with you?

We'd just quit for the day. I got
the idea to go up there afterwards.

I thought it was
a long shot.

That club is a listed
corruption-prone location,

where police officers
are not supposed to go.

But I gather you'd
been there before?

Detective Green is only required to
answer questions related to his duties

as they pertain
to this incident.

Yeah, but we get to
decide what pertains.

How did you know that Bunny
was a regular there?

I just told you...
Shh.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

Brother, now you can hide behind
this mouthpiece all you want.

But if you have dirty laundry with that
speakeasy and the guy that you popped,

you want to be
telling us right now,

because if we have to
dig it up,

and we will, trust me,

it's gonna look worse for you
and annoy the hell out of us.

Okay?

(RECORDER BEEPS)

Now, how did you happen
to know that Bunny

was a regular patron of this
particular establishment?

I knew that he might be there
because I'd been there before.

How'd it go?

It's great. I love being treated
like a criminal in my own house.

I got to say, Detective, I'd have
a few questions for you myself.

The ballistics
on Bunny's gun,

it matches the one
used to kill Singer.

You shot a guilty man.

No kidding.

BERNARD: Detective Lupo.

It was late. There was nothing
particular we had to do.

Except track a killer.

We'd identified a suspect,
put out the alert.

We decided to pick things
up in the morning.

Yeah, but your partner didn't
wait until the morning.

He went after the suspect
at an illegal gambling club.

No. Now, did he mention
any of this to you?

So was he lying to you, or are you lying
to us, or do you want to go for both?

That's bonus points.

I told you what I know.

When's the last time you didn't go
round the clock on a fresh homicide?

You know what?
I'd have to look it up.

You do that, Detective.
So will we.

Where are you going?

I've got a friend
in the hospital.

Give him my best.

The guy was going around the
corner, and he just goes up.

Pop!
Takes a shot at him.

I mean, the guy's just walking up the
street, you know what I'm saying?

He's not doing anything.
I'm standing right there.

He pulls... He just pulls out a piece.
Pop!Pop!

I'm telling you,
it was a damn execution.

Hey, turn around,
Detective.

What? Are you going to
ask me for this dance?

No. I'm telling you to back off, all right?
This is our investigation.

I'm working
the Singer murder.

No, you're not.
That's your witness?

I can smell the booze
on his breath from here.

Good-bye, Detective.

I told you, I don't work
at any gambling club.

Then how come the club's garbage
was full of liquor bottles,

and the bottles had stickers from
Aldridge Liquors, and Aldridge Liquors

says you signed for
the deliveries?

"Received by Katherine Halsey,"
which puts you on the hook

for running the place, which
is about 17 assorted felonies.

Excuse me if I don't
drop dead faint.

I tend the bar.

The only felony is
what they pay me.

Okay. Were you there last night?

Inside.
I didn't see anything.

Okay. See this guy, between
the two cops, was he there?

Yeah.
That's Ruben.

Ruben. All right. Do you
have a last name for me?

Alvera. He was outside
when the shooting started.

Ran back in and said someone was
shooting at Bunny. Not a big surprise.

Bunny was always waving
his gun at somebody.

Right.

Look, I feel bad for that cop.
He's a nice guy.

What, you know
Detective Green?

Ed? He used to come in a lot.
Good tipper.

Yeah, that'd be him. When was
he last in, before last night?

I guess that time he beat
the crap out of Bunny.

When was that?

Couple of years ago.

Word was Ed owed him a pile and
he didn't feel like paying.

Hey, man...
You should've told me.

Look, I used to have a little
gambling problem. I knew that club.

I just didn't think the
whole world needed to know.

That's not what
I'm talking about.

What are you
talking about?

I'm talking about
your history with Bunny.

You got jammed up with him a couple
of years ago? You beat him up?

What are you thinking? I
went up there to whack him?

Did you?

You're going to have
to trust me. Please.

How's your friend
in the hospital?

He's not too good,
actually.

You want to tell me?

Um, what happens to the
information if I do?

You know what happens.

You know? When, uh,
when my brother died,

Ed helped me
keep it together,

got me back on the job.

So, you're saying he went there
on purpose to shoot Whitby?

It adds up. Green and this Bunny had
an old grudge. They'd had a fight.

Word was Detective Green
used his fists and position

to get out of
a gambling debt,

and he knew that Bunny was
about to be arrested.

And he didn't want
him to talk.

That's the idea.

I got to tell you, this whole
thing is pretty surprising.

We have a witness who says
Detective Green fired first.

I mean, CSU can't even find the
slug Green said Bunny fired.

We know Detective Green.

Look, he lied to us,
no question.

He lied to his own
partner, no question.

Now don't you think you ought
to try to figure out why?

We'll take it
to the grand jury.

Thank you, gentlemen.

COLE: Pursuant to Procedure
206-08 of the Patrol Guide,

you are suspended from duty without
pay, effective immediately.

I need your
off-duty weapon, too.

I'm taking the shooting
before a grand jury on Friday.

The usual for a public service
homicide, pro forma, no bill?

Not necessarily. There may be
an indictment, Murder Two.

(JACK slsl-ls)

The man's been in my office
a hundred times.

I just kind of assumed
he wasn't a murderer.

Well, I'm trying not to
make any assumptions.

He's an accomplished officer
with an unblemished record.

Don't push this unless
you're absolutely sure.

That's not the standard
for seeking an indictment.

I only have to believe I can sustain
the elements of the crime alleged.

You know Ed Green
as well as we do.

So I have to make
myself be objective.

Look, the facts
are the facts.

If this was a cop
you didn't know

you'd be running
to the grand jury, too.

He told his partner that he was
going to visit a sick friend.

An hour later he uses his credit
card to buy gas in Jersey.

We haven't found
any sick friend.

What made him
go to Jersey?

We don't know, but 90
minutes after that

he's back in the city
and he's shooting Bunny.

Motive?

Bunny knew too much.

We've been through
Detective Green's financials.

CONNIE: These are
from two years ago.

From around the time that he
beat the crap out of Bunny.

If Green used his police authority to cancel
his debt, and intimidate Bunny, then...

Uh, this isn't a good
time, Detective.

You're buying this?

If you could
come back later.

I need to talk to you
about your testimony.

My... My testimony?

I'm calling you
as awitness.

Lupo!

I'm guessing there was something
else you wanted to talk about.

Looks like I took it
to the wrong office.

I have my own office.

I got a statement
you should see.

RUBEN: I made six the hard way

and decided for once
to quit while I was ahead,

so I called this woman I thought
I might drop by and see.

I just stepped outside.

I saw Bunny down the sidewalk,
heading around the corner.

And what
happened then?

I noticed this guy across the
street, black guy, jacket and tie.

He pulls out a piece
and shoots at Bunny.

CUTTER: And Bunny's
back was to this man?

RUBEN: Yeah.

And did you subsequently identify the
man you saw shoot at Mr. Whitby?

Yeah.
It was Detective Green.

Thank you.

(STAMMERS) Actually,
I have a few questions.

How many times
have you been arrested?

RUBEN: I hustle a little,
but nothing serious.

Gambling,
disorderly conduct.

Cost of
doing business.

Resisting arrest.

I didn't resist anything.

What happened?

A cop slugged me and
covered it with a lie.

So you don't like the
police very much, do you?

Because they do things like
shoot people in the back.

Do you know someone
named Henry Antrim?

We hang.

Do you recall telling Mr.
Antrim, and I quote,

"I'm going to get even with the pigs
by nailing this detective for murder,"

end quote?

I have a signed statement from Mr.
Antrim to that effect.

If you were planning on
demolishing one of our witnesses,

you might have, you know,
mentioned it to me.

Well, sometimes the only way to get your
attention is to actually do something.

You got that stuff
from Lupo?

Okay, so we
forget this witness.

But that doesn't mean
this isn't murder.

Even if Bunny
was facing Green?

Even if Bunny fired first.
If Green wanted him to.

Wanted somebody
to shoot at him?

What if he did? He knew Bunny
was going to be arrested,

and he didn't want him opening
his mouth about their history.

So Green ditches his partner and
goes after the guy without backup,

which makes it more likely that a
hothead like Bunny will draw his gun.

It's dark, Bunny's caught by
surprise, and he's not a marksman,

but Green is,
and he's ready.

So on the surface
it's self-defense.

But Detective Green's intent
makes it murder.

That's arguable.

Well, I'm pretty good
at arguing.

That's howl
got this job.

Thanks.

Uh, hey, Loo. I just came back to get
my datebook and some personal stuff.

Maybe I should have
a look at it.

Apparently there's a lot
I never knew about you, Ed.

Look, the gambling, I got
back into it when Lenny left.

Partners aren't
forever.

Yeah, and then
Lenny died.

So you found comfort in a
speakeasy on 121st Street?

As a matter of fact,
yeah, I did.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Lieutenant Van Buren.

I see.

Okay.

You've been indicted, Ed.
I'd like to help.

We just heard.

I'll see you
later, Loo.

All right.

Sorry. I just came to
pick up his squad file.

So, you like
Internal Affairs?

(SCOFFS)
It's a laugh a minute.

I wasn't a volunteer.

Mmm.
They drafted you?

You must be good.

Well, they told me I could try for
homicide after my two years were up.

But it does give you a
different slant on things.

Yes,
I'll bet it does.

You know why my
partner isn't here?

Because he got pulled off to investigate
a detective at the Three-Nine

for hiring a hit man
to kill a girlfriend.

No one's saying Internal Affairs
shouldn't exist, Detective,

but Ed Green?

Tell me, Lieutenant, what would you
have done with the facts I found?

Tried to figure out
what they meant.

Where did he go when
he left his partner?

Why did he detour
to New Jersey?

How did he know Bunny
was going to be at that bar?

In my opinion, Detective, you've done
about one-half of an investigation.

Thank you.

Anytime.

LUPO: Like I said, we
didn't even know for sure

if this guy
was the killer.

But you wanted
to find him.

So weren't you surprised when Detective
Green proposed quitting for the night?

Maybe, a little.

A little?

These are your squad movement logs for the
three months preceding the Singer homicide.

Would you believe me if I told you that
in the dozen homicide investigations

before that one, you never went off
duty during the first 48 hours?

I don't know.

Take a look.
You tell me.

That's probably correct.

So what was different
about this case?

The only thing different
was that Detective Green

decided he had something else to do.
Isn't that right?

Isn't that right,
Detective?

Yeah.

He used to be a regular.

He hadn't been around since
his altercation with Bunny.

And did you witness
that altercation?

Yeah. Ed, Detective Green
beat Bunny up pretty good.

And what, if anything, did he say to Mr.
Whitby after he beat him up?

"Let it go or I'll jam you with
felony time upstate," like that.

He was gonna get Bunny arrested
for something, I don't know.

Then he didn't come around
until this happened.

This being the shooting?

Yeah.

Detective Green came into the club and
asked me if I knew where Bunny was.

And what did you
tell him?

I told him Bunny had
just gone outside,

but he wouldn't have
any trouble catching up.

Why was that?

Because Bunny was all
coked up, as usual.

And did he then
go outside after him?

Yeah.

First, he asked me if anyone
else had asked for Bunny.

I told him no.
Then he went.

Thank you.

Okay. What am I doing here?

The bartender said that Green asked if
somebody else was looking for Bunny, right?

Well, you were. Maybe he
didn't want to run into you.

Look. This is where Ruben was standing
when he came out of the club.

He said Bunny was over there,
heading to that corner, right?

What if he
was telling the truth?

That Green shot at
a man's back?

Maybe he did. But if someone
else was looking for Bunny,

and that person
wasn't in the club,

but caught up with Bunny
around that corner.

Where Ruben couldn't
have seen him.

But Bunny could.
And Green could.

And if Bunny was faced off with
that person, maybe had his gun out,

maybe took a shot.

Well, Ruben wouldn't have
been able to see that either.

CSU never found the slug
from Bunny's gun.

They looked
all over there.

It could have been
awild shot.

The man was drugged up.

Or it could be over there,
in the opposite direction.

What the hell you got
going on, huh?

You got CSU ransacking
my crime scene.

Yeah, well, then I
guess this is yours.

That's the slug
from Bunny's gun.

They found it in a storefront
around the corner.

He was shooting
away from Green.

Bunny was shooting at
somebody else.

Yeah.

Who?
Yeah.

How did Green know somebody
else was looking for Bunny?

Did he make calls
after he left here?

We ran his
cell phone records.

Nothing.

He stopped at a gas
station in New Jersey.

You think there might
be a phone there?

How about you
take a ride with me?

What, me and you?

Yeah, carpool.

Saves gas.

All right, Bernard.

The other half
of the investigation, huh?

Excellent.

I need any calls made around 10:00 p.m.
that night from this phone,

the one I'm calling from.

Okay, I'm waiting.

You know, he could've stopped at 100
pay phones between Manhattan and here.

They're all broken.
You try using one lately?

My dog likes to piss on them.
That's about all.

I hate dogs.

Why's that?

This stupid nickname I had
in Catholic School.

Saint Bernard.

Lucky guess.

Yeah, I'm here.
Go ahead. Okay.

All right, thank you. Got some
numbers, let's knock on doors.

First, we'll check them against
Green's old cell phone records,

see if there's anybody on that
list that he called before.

Saint Bernard.

BERNARD: April Lannen?

Yes.

Detective Bernard.
Detective Lupo.

NYPD. We need to talk to you
about Detective Ed Green.

What about him?
Do you know him?

I used to. Did you know
he's on trial for murder?

I read about it
in the paper.

On the night
of that shooting,

he called you from a gas
station on Montgomery Street.

I don't think so.

We know so.

He called you that night,

and, a few years ago, he used
to call you all the time.

Uh...

Okay. We only talked
for maybe a minute.

I really don't
know him anymore.

What'd you talk about
for maybe a minute?

I have to get inside.

You ever heard of
a gambler named Bunny?

I've got
ice cream melting.

Hey, is everything okay,
Isabel?

Sure, sure.
Bye, sweetie.

Thanks for helping out.
No problem.

I'm sorry.
I can't talk right now.

You know? If she went
to the city that night,

she wouldn't have
left the kid alone.

Oh, Isabel!

The woman's name
is April Lannen.

Detective Green called her
during his gambling days,

apparently when they spent
a lot of time together.

Now she has a kid, no husband, works
for the Bergen County School Board.

Her babysitter says,
night of the shooting,

Ms. Lannen called her
at 10:00 p.m.

Right after Green called Ms.
Lannen from the gas station?

BERNARD: Correct.
She told the babysitter

that she needed to go out,
all of a sudden.

The babysitter comes to her house, Ms.
Lannen splits,

a few minutes later,
Detective Green shows up.

She tells him that Ms.
Lannen went out, he says,

"Oh, crap," jumps in his
car, and drives away.

Next thing we know he's at the
gambling club asking for Bunny.

And asking if anyone else
was looking for Bunny.

LUPO: He was afraid
she'd go there.

He runs outside, he finds
Bunny shooting at someone,

who's got to be her,
he shoots Bunny.

That would make it
justifiable

shooting Bunny in defense
of another person.

Maybe.

Isn't it odd that Detective Green
hasn't mentioned that she was there

and that she didn't say
that he saved her life?

So, for all we know,
they were accomplices.

How close were
Green and Ms. Lannen?

According to her friends,
close.

Wait, wait, wait,
now they're both killers?

It's a possibility.

Have you ever considered the
possibility this was a good shoot?

From day one you've had your
mind made up about this...

Detectives, would you
excuse us, please?

He's kicking us out, Lupo.

This is for bigger brains
than ours now.

It's always a pleasure
to be of service.

Either Green's a murderer
or he's protecting this woman.

From what?

That she used to
be a gambler?

That she knew
those people?

Not much of a secret
to risk going to prison for.

It's got to be bigger.

You want to shake
Green loose?

Give him a murder charge
to protect her from.

Threaten to indict her
as an accomplice.

Don't you think
that's a bit extreme?

That's the point.

ED: April, you
shouldn't be here.

They're talking about arresting
me, Eddie, for killing Bunny.

They know you called me.
They know I went to the club.

They're just trying
to scare you.

Well, it's working.

Man, I cannot
go to jail now.

What about the baby? There's
no one else around!

I know. I know, and I'm not
going to let it happen, okay?

I'm not going to
let it happen.

Oh, Ed, you shouldn't be
doing this.

Look, if it wasn't for me...
I'd be dead by now.

No, you wouldn't be in
trouble in the first place.

I don't know
about that.

I loved the action, you know?
It was crazy fun.

No, it wasn't, sweetheart,
it was just crazy.

It's like a bad dream
all come back.

I thought I woke up, and
here it is, all over again.

Listen to me. I'm going to
take care of everything, okay?

Listen to me.
Don't worry.

I got it under control.

Okay?
Okay,

Green's attorneyjust called. Sounds
like he's willing to take a plea.

Uh-huh. Soon as we turned
up the heat on that woman.

What are they
to each other?

They may have been close
at one time,

but they haven't
been lately.

No. He stopped
gambling, she didn't?

She did, too,
eventually.

She has a kid. She has a good
job at a county school board.

I know, Deputy Director
of Purchasing.

Have you seen
their audit reports?

He'll plead
to Manslaughter Two.

He does six months.

Well, that's
a change of heart.

What happened
to self-defense?

Do you want it or not?

No deal.

Why such a hard-ass,
Cutter?

What is this about?

That's exactly
what I want to know.

Connie?

Ms. Lannen, I believe
you know Detective Green.

He just offered to plead
guilty to a criminal charge

for shooting Mr. Whitby.

A minor criminal charge.

I'm not taking his offer. He's
still on trial for murder,

and we're back in court
in an hour.

It's okay. They're not
going to convict me.

Still the gambler,
huh, Detective?

You were with him
in those days, Ms. Lannen.

Tell me,
did he usually win,

or lose?
Okay, we're done here.

This time, it's not just going
to cost him money, Ms. Lannen.

This time,
he's betting his life.

April,
don't say anything.

Don't say anything
about what?

About money missing from
your employers' accounts,

about phony contracts issued about the
same time you were deep into gambling?

You embezzled to pay
your debts, didn't you?

And Bunny knew.

No. Bunny knew about me,

that I lost money, that I kicked
his ass, that I threatened him.

That's his story. And that's
about to send him to prison.

No.
April...

That's why Detective Green
never said you were there.

He didn't want the
embezzlement to come out,

because he didn't want
you to go to jail.

He felt guilty. He felt
like it was his fault.

April, think about
what you're doing.

It's what I should have
done from the start.

When Ed called me to warn me that
Bunny was going to be arrested,

I panicked and
went looking for Bunny.

Why?
To tell him to disappear.

To tell him the police
were after him.

I knew if he was arrested he'd
talk about Ed and about me.

She needs a lawyer.
Get her a lawyer.

I don't want a lawyer.

He's been protecting me
for years.

He felt guilty because he's the
one who taught me how to gamble.

He stopped.
I couldn't.

I lost money,

and I stole to pay it back,
and when that wasn't enough,

Bunny had me, uh,

do favors for his friends.

Sexual favors.

That's why Ed
beat him up.

To make him
let me go.

And it worked.

I climbed out of it
after that.

That night, outside the
club, what happened?

Bunny was crazy. He thought I
said I was sending the police.

He started screaming.
He shot at me.

Then Ed shot him.

None of this
is admissible.

It's enough.

It's my fault. too.

Why are you doing this?

We thought
you were worth saving.

They dropped the charge. There's no
criminal case. Dismissal isn't automatic.

I broke every rule in the
book and you know it.

You can fight it.

I think...

I think

I'm just too worn out
to fight right now.

You know,
April's going to be okay.

But it wasn't just
about her, was it?

No.

I've been a cop,
a gambler,

and about 12 other things that don't
necessarily go together that well.

How do you do it?

One foot
in front of the other

for 30 years.

I'll let you know
where I land.

Thank you, Loo.

Hey, Ed.

Hey. Thank you.

Thank me for what?

For digging up the evidence
that got you arrested,

or digging up the girl
that you wanted hidden?

For being a good cop.

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